chest stay clenched to where heart feel like fist
thumping with anger depression hunger suppression
fighting regression freaking out
stream of consious tweaking
self-doubt loathing
lost all hoping
cold world creeping in lungs short of breath
cuddled deep into the discount comforter
discounting reality telling myself
keep breathing keep breathing keep believing
keep trying keep from dying
every breath every pump of heart fist
circulating one more minute of life
world so goddamned cold though
smiling self-important unstained unscarred unworried
unconcerned about your concerns dudes walking tall
all around ruled by cold hearts
human snakes making all the decisions
when and where you can do this or that
stopping you and asking questions
or you asking their permission to perform
actual shit in actual world but they gotta
cosign everything down their tangents
and I get to where I think like my goat-headed ancestors
and hate this cold world and these snake men
that occupy every gate to get across every bridge
to gain access to any part of this pyramid scammed world
I can't touch
and all I want to do is
burn these bridges down
tell all these snakes to fuck off
with my fists and
finally take a long full deep breathe
as I smash everything in sight
and briefly feel warmth on this cold Earth
as another bridge burns
smelling the sulfuric stank of snake poison culture
which is the same as the smell of dead dreams
but for the moment I feel pretty good
to be honest
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